Bartleboom

DeRank : 35,89
DeAge™ : 7618 days • Here since 9 august 2005
The Darkness One Way Ticket To Hell... And Back
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Starblazer, why have you come back to hate me?!? I haven’t voted/commented on a review in months! And come on, we’re practically from the same hometown! Think it over...
Johannes Brahms Ein deutsches Requiem
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Good. Very good. Great. Excellent.
Lleroy Juice Of Bimbo
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I don't know, but it seems like an awesome thing! Great suggestion!
Samael Blood Ritual
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To tell the truth, I was also struck by the cover... I mean: has it always been this way, a bit cheesy and cartoonish?!? Did they happen to change it for some reprint?! I was convinced it was different... mmm...
Lilium Short Stories
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I never understood this: why do we guys argue for days over trivial matters and no one brings up the hormonal aspect, yet as soon as a girl stops talking like a character from Hello Kitty, she’s immediately asked if she’s on her period?! Mysteries of the vulva.
Jonathan Safran Foer Molto forte, incredibilmente vicino
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Thank you again everyone for stopping by! @kosmo: I’d like to take this opportunity to thank you: some time ago, while secretly reading one of your comments, I discovered John Lansdale. Since then, I've read Mucho Mojo (beautiful) and Bad Chili (a bit less beautiful). Tonight I’ll start La notte del Drive In. Just to give you an idea of how much I liked that writer! Thank you so much! @Turco: did you also feel that “sensation of absorption” at the beginning of Everything is Illuminated, or is it just me being lazy?!
Art Spiegelman Maus (Maus, A Survivor's Tale)
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I wanted to leave a comment identical to kosmo's, but last night I was in a hurry and didn't manage to. So I'll just reiterate: this novel should be read in schools. And I add: welcome back, Captain.
Jonathan Safran Foer Molto forte, incredibilmente vicino
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@Terry: to be honest, I couldn't say which one I liked more. However, between the two, this is the one I usually recommend. As I mentioned before, the "problem" with "Everything..." is the initial disorientation of the reader. Partly due to the different styles used depending on the narrative voice, partly because of the continuous flashbacks and flashforwards, and partly due to the sheer madness of some narrative elements (the rabbis hanging from the ceiling...), the first 100 pages or so have to be read "on trust," hoping that everything becomes clearer as the book progresses (which, by the way, it does). In this, the same stylistic choices seemed to me to be more "measured," also more suitable for an occasional reader who might not want to go crazy trying to figure out if they are talking about a city and a person, right??? ;))) @Alex: thank you so much, dear. mmm... to be honest, I consider myself an extremely avid reader but a terrible "critic." Between the two, there could indeed be points of contact. However, in B. (let's not name him, it's better! :DDD) there is a sort of obsessive care in the lexical choices that, honestly, I don't find in Foer. Not only that: the best B. maintained a detachment from reality that veered into the fantastic and the "dreamlike." Foer, on the other hand, always ties his stories to historical facts, more or less real events, but he inserts surreal elements into them. @everyone: thank you so much!!
Jonathan Safran Foer Molto forte, incredibilmente vicino
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Just to get back to the genre discussion. I'll leave you another "literary sample." If you compare it with the one posted by ZZZZZ and with the one in my personal file, I think you can get an idea of the variety of genres in this book: "Three and a half months ago I took my first jujitsu lesson. Self-defense was something that intrigued me for obvious reasons, and my mom thought another physical activity would do me good besides playing the tambourine, so three and a half months ago I took my first jujitsu lesson. In the class, there were fourteen of us, and we all had ultra-clean white pajamas. We practiced bowing, then sat cross-legged like Indians, and after that, Sensei Mark told me to come forward and ordered: 'Kick me in the balls.' At that moment, I felt embarrassed and asked him, 'Excusez-moi?!' He spread his legs and replied, 'I want you to kick me in the balls, as hard as you can.' He put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, so I realized he was serious: 'Ouch,' I told him, and inside I thought, 'What the...??' He insisted: 'Come on, go ahead, destroy my balls.' 'Do I have to destroy your balls?' Still with his eyes closed, he laughed and said, 'Even if you try to destroy my balls, you won’t succeed. That’s what you learn here. A demonstration of a trained body’s ability to absorb a direct hit. Now, destroy my balls.' I replied, 'I’m a pacifist,' and since the majority of kids my age don’t know what that means, I turned and explained to the others, 'I believe it’s not right to destroy people’s balls. Ever.' Sensei Mark said to me, 'Can I ask you something?' I turned to him and replied, '“Can I ask you something” is already asking me something.' He asked, 'Do you dream of becoming a jujitsu master?' 'No,' I told him. He asked me, 'Do you want to know how a jujitsu student becomes a master?' 'I want to know everything,' I replied, even though that’s not true anymore. So he explained to me: 'A jujitsu student becomes a master by destroying his master’s balls.' I responded, 'Fascinating.' Three and a half months ago, I took my last jujitsu lesson."
Tweaker 2 A.M. Wakeup Call
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I quote those who came before me. Just one question: could you tell me who the author of the cover is?! Thank you so much, dear.